"Number 13... Number 13...."

5-chome 39-jibanji.

Sakaki walked down the street, his eyes flashing over the house numbers on the side of the road, looking for his own place to live.

But the house numbers here really dazzled him, not because there were many numbers, but because the way they were arranged was unique.

Normally, there is room No. 1 at the intersection, and there are No. 2 and No. 3 in succession.

But 39 is different, No. 1 is in the middle of the alley, opposite is No. 2, and next door is No. 3 and No. 5.

This order is like a pyramid.

Odd and double separated, No. 1 and No. 2 are the spires, and the 3 and 5 on the next floor are next to the 1, followed by 7 and 9.

In the case of the thirteenth, it is not far from the No. 1 house, and there are only a few houses in between.

No. 5 is the Mori Kogoro Detective Agency......

Number 9 is the Poirot Cafe......

Number 13..... A slightly old residential building comes into view.

The air conditioner was simply set up outside the wall, the wires were intertwined for some purpose, the garbage cans were piled up in the alley next to the building, and a few wild cats stared at them vigilantly with oily green eyes.

After discovering that it was Sakaki Makoto, the wild cats put away their vigilance, meowed, and lay very docile at his feet.

As an animal lover, Sakaki Cheng naturally does not miss the opportunity to prostitute for nothing.

He traveled through the neighborhood where he used to live, and the wild cats in it were all bald by him.

While teasing the cat, a middle-aged woman carrying a basket passed by.

"Yikes! It's Mr. Sakaki! ”

"You haven't been back in days."

Sakaki stood up and scratched his head, realizing that he didn't know what the other party was called, so he could only shout out to the other party oh Basan.

But it's a bit rude.....

I don't know if it was because my brain was down or what, Sakaki Cheng actually opened his mouth and shouted: "This young lady, may I ask you something?" ”

"Ah, call Miss Someone or something, when did your mouth become so sweet!"

The middle-aged woman's old face turned red, and she immediately covered her mouth and chuckled reservedly, and secretly sent Qiu Bo by the way.

Sakaki's face turned blue, and he felt that he had made a very serious mistake.

"Ah, I'm going home."

He quickly digressed from the subject.

"Yes, I was just going to tell you about it!"

The middle-aged woman reacted.

"A few days ago, when you weren't at home, a few men in black sneaked up to your door, not knowing what they were doing."

"I was afraid of thieves, so I called the police, but when I came back, they were already gone."

"You'd better be careful."

Sakaki Makoto felt a pang in his heart, the man in black?!

In the Porsche 365A I saw in the afternoon, there were also two men in black!

They're definitely in a group.

And there are quite a few of them......

I came to my house specially and didn't have a good heart.....

Thinking of this, Sakaki Makoto felt that he could not go home through the normal route, and he turned his attention to the alley on the side.

"Thank you! Aunt! ”

After leaving the next sentence, Sakaki Makoto walked towards the alley.

"The ..... who was called Miss just now" The middle-aged woman pouted and went upstairs with the basket.

...................

The height of the bin is 1.2 meters.

The thickness of each wall tile is about 20 cm.

His height is 1.83 meters.

The height of the ground from the air conditioner on the lowest floor is 4 meters.

The alley is 1.6 meters wide.

In other words, you need to make a second switchback between the two walls to cross a distance of nearly 1 meter.

It's not that hard.....

Sakaki Makoto moved his hands and feet, pushed the trash can under the air conditioner, ran and jumped, stepped on the trash can, kicked the wall with his left and right feet, crossed an arc in the air, and firmly grasped the support column under the air conditioner!

With great effort, Sakaki Makoto climbed to the third floor.

301 is the number on his key.

In ordinary residential buildings, the stairs are built on the right, and after going up, you will find Room 1, which is exactly the side of the alley.

Sakaki cautiously bared half of his head and peered through the dusty window.

Silence, darkness.

Not a single one.

Sakaki Makoto breathed a sigh of relief, and after confirming that it was safe, he returned the way he came, trotting all the way upstairs.

Insert the key into the lock hole and rotate.

Click!

The dusty door was open, and the entrance was the entrance, and on the floor were a pair of men's slippers with the tips pointing outward, which were left behind when someone left.

There is only one pair of men's leather shoes in the shoe closet, indicating that the house is occupied by only one person.

And this person, that's him.

Sakaki Makoto breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately he didn't run out of the house with a sister he didn't know at all, otherwise he was afraid that he would have to show his stuff immediately.

In addition to this, there was a letter on the ground with a blank envelope without the sender's name and the recipient's address.

It can only be put in by the other party's own hands.

Thinking of the sneaky person that the middle-aged woman said a few days ago, it is not difficult to guess the origin of this letter.

It turned out to be a messenger.

Sakaki Cheng changed into slippers and walked into the living room with the letter, the floor was full of leftover lunch boxes, and he frowned when he saw it.

711 convenience store discounts....

It seems that the original body eats cheap bento boxes from convenience stores every day, and the price is 380 yuan.

After 10 p.m., leftover bento boxes are sold at half price.

The décor in the room is simple, with a large TV, a leather sofa, and a table with some poured beer cans on it......

Sakaki's sense of the original body immediately deteriorated.

No wonder it's so sloppy......

He came to the study again, and as soon as he opened the door, he was a little surprised.

In contrast to the messy living room, there are three large bookcases filled with books, and on the floor-to-ceiling table, books are as tall as a mountain.

Discarded paper balls were scattered on the ground.

Sakaki picked up one and opened it, and it was full of novel content.

As he expected, he was a novelist, and he loved mystery novels, even to the point of forgetting to sleep and eat.

The study is still clean and tidy, and Sakaki will write in profile, walking back and forth in the room a few times, roughly guessing what kind of person the original person is.

Paranoid, stubborn, patient, and locks himself in his room all day to create.....

Totally lunatic.

Sakaki came to the table.

On the desk there was a picture frame, several bottles of carbon ink, a stack of manuscript paper, and an almost overflowing ashtray.

In the black-and-white photograph is a gentle-smiling man, who looks seven or eight points like himself, holding a boy of a few years old in his arms, and a woman beside him, but the woman's head has been burned with a cigarette butt......

There is a line of small print on the back of the frame: 1977.8.29, in Kanagawa.

19 years ago?

The man in the photo is definitely not himself.

It's probably his father.

There was no breath of other people's lives in the house, and Sakaki put the frame back in place and closed his eyes.

Use the profiling ability again to substitute yourself into the original body.

After a few minutes, he suddenly opened his eyes and opened the drawer in his hand.

There is an iron box in the drawer, which takes up nearly half of the drawer's space.

took out the iron box and opened it, and Sakakikoto's body shook.

In the box, it is a Colt M1911A1 with two cross-handles!